Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

heard

was ruthless and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish

never doubted

someone with

if he

like him

watching you

Bar.”

he’d sensed the confusion

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger coming from his

me? I’m certain your motive isn’t

had already started stepping

exploring the escape routes around

a word she had in her dictionary after

idea.

man standing before him was

wasn’t such a bad idea

couldn’t tell what Hugh Croft

a person with Omega

sudden question caught her

no idea what

know what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are one

should have felt the sense of familiarity on

her, there was

his capability, he could have her investigated with

what do you

want to sign an agreement with you,

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

did it sound familiar to the job Andy recommended to

search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement

sudden. Let me think

definitely

was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and

rose has

a second chance at life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone who cared for

in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft was too

a high risk of her losing her life

she should just forget

you leave me your

of silence enveloped both of

concise and in a

loss for words

perhaps?

his question, thinking that Jane might

did not come easily out of

were not many people with whom Hugh

one of

was like

the first time he set his eyes on

imprinted on

of her drove

they had the

perhaps they were the same type

it was the wound that had frozen their heart that

“Okay!”

both her number and

not that she did not want

The reason was simple.

if she kept it from him, he

be able to dig

liked

through

had a simple user name,

a picture of The Simpsons family of

only had a full mark

display picture was a pitch–black

there’s nothing else,

proposal, I’ll think about it.

her distance from

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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